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Array ( [sid] => 12449 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => No Title [time] => 2003-02-11 21:40:00 [hometext] => hmmm..... made this up as I went along. [bodytext] => I wanna hold you close everyday.
damn-it I'm a fool to fall head over heels,
esspecially with you,
cuz the days have grown from bright sunny eyes, to darkest which lye covered in Maybelline's gothic-like eyes, mascara to make complete.
Dying is just a simple tune,
to lie, and deny,
that I ever cared about you,
even though I know I would give anything just to be with you.
And I assume the worse,
yes, It's a curse.
I told myself that you don't, and never really have cared about me.
I can't tell anyone how I feel,
cuz I feel they won't understand,
the emotions I base my life on eachday.
To be with you,
I'd literally do almost anything for you.
and cry when i can't go to sleep at night,
my heart won't stop hurting,
cuz you don't want me now.
I close my eyes now,
just wishing my life would be gone, forever.
Let's face it.
I'm not what you wanted.
I want to be, and I know what you want,
but I can't look like that,
I can't act either,
so that mere fairy tale has come to an end,
when you realise,
He may be the prince,
but your just the lowly maiden,
he don't give a ***** about you. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 190 [topic] => 39 [informant] => notsoangelic3000 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
No Title

Contributed by notsoangelic3000 on Tuesday, 11th February 2003 @ 09:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Grief



I wanna hold you close everyday.
damn-it I'm a fool to fall head over heels,
esspecially with you,
cuz the days have grown from bright sunny eyes, to darkest which lye covered in Maybelline's gothic-like eyes, mascara to make complete.
Dying is just a simple tune,
to lie, and deny,
that I ever cared about you,
even though I know I would give anything just to be with you.
And I assume the worse,
yes, It's a curse.
I told myself that you don't, and never really have cared about me.
I can't tell anyone how I feel,
cuz I feel they won't understand,
the emotions I base my life on eachday.
To be with you,
I'd literally do almost anything for you.
and cry when i can't go to sleep at night,
my heart won't stop hurting,
cuz you don't want me now.
I close my eyes now,
just wishing my life would be gone, forever.
Let's face it.
I'm not what you wanted.
I want to be, and I know what you want,
but I can't look like that,
I can't act either,
so that mere fairy tale has come to an end,
when you realise,
He may be the prince,
but your just the lowly maiden,
he don't give a ***** about you.




Copyright © notsoangelic3000 ... [ 2003-02-11 21:40:00]
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Re: No Title (User Rating: 1 )
by karoody on Tuesday, 11th February 2003 @ 10:00:44 PM AEST
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very good...very seriously doubt that you are a lowly maiden, though.


Re: No Title (User Rating: 1 )
by Jade on Saturday, 1st March 2003 @ 10:50:05 PM AEST
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THERE ARE SOME OF US WHO DO UNDERSTAND. LOTS OF US HAVE BEEN THERE! ..... GREAT POEM! YOU HAVE DEFINALTY PUT YOUR EMOTION INTO YOUR POEMS!


Re: No Title (User Rating: 1 )
by notsoangelic3000 on Tuesday, 4th March 2003 @ 05:20:12 PM AEST
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Thank you. I appreciate your comment, I don't understand my self sometimez, and it hurts to know someone u truly do care about won't ever understand or appreciate you. I wrote this poem shortly before I found out he wuz goin out with some other girl. I like your commentz, thanx again.




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